This is a song about "Girl its over"

I dont give a fuck bitch its all over

And that i spent the night with her

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

But guess what!? its game over bitch

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

But now its all over, you want me no more

Rhyming over reason, is the season, its my philosophy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Rhyming over reason, is the season, its my philosophy

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Pockets probably like fried food

Girl play on my dick like its a lute

Huh, i can't interpret her

Stop the camera, cut, its over

Say bye bye to her

Glad its almost over